[The beautiful neighbor lady has owed you a debt of friendship. Please urge her to pay it as soon as possible.]

【Payment method：】

【Money: 1,000,000】

【Food: One Year's Love Bento】

Friendship: A Warm Hug

Jun Hoshino, a beautiful boy who is isolated by his neighbors because he is too handsome, successfully meets the neighbor's wife alone at sunset.

Hoshino Jun: "Please, ma'am!"

This book is also known as: "Watch Her, I'm Going Out" and "Tokyo Debt Diary"

The goblin mech gallops across the battlefield, the war roar of the orc pierces the sky, the magic arrows of the elves pierce the torrent of steel, and the heavy artillery of the dwarves roars to demonstrate the justice of the caliber!

On the chaotic battlefield, Zhou Xu was dressed in military uniform, ignoring the guys who came from outside the world and claimed to be gods...

"Today, a god must die here, and I swear by my name!"

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The completed novel "Lord of the Ten Thousand Worlds of Civilization"

The heavens shone brightly, and the era of the gods' rule came to an end. Without the gods' protection, humanity, faced with a great crisis, dug up the gods' tombs, turned over their bones, and stripped them of their clothing. Using the gods' burial objects, they eventually built their own civilization. But as greed grew, the day of judgment would eventually arrive. Humanity would ultimately be destroyed by the fire of its own greed.

Before release, 10,000 words of updates daily; after release, 10,000+ words of updates daily. "Master Victor, as the undisputed strongest mage in Faerûn, what is your secret to casting spells?" Facing the reporter's question, Victor adjusted his sunglasses, behind him piled high with dragon food and dismantled golems. "Secret? It's simple. When your Intelligence reaches 50, you can calculate the optimal landing point of your punch; when your Strength reaches 50, any magic resistance is paper-thin before your 'physical spells'." D&D Faerûn background: From Neverwinter to the Underdark, from Sword Coast to the Endless Sea, a perfect blend of role-playing and invincibility. Modified spellcasting: High-temperature, high-pressure steam pot (Fireball + Waterball), fully automatic litter box (teleportation), localized shrinking spell (no explanation needed)... Protagonist's current situation...

This is a story about a Nord barbarian who meets an ambitious man. Emhyr: To stop the white frost, I must conquer the whole world! Arthur: Come on, you can't even take down Cintra. Vilgefortz: If I get the Ancient Blood, I will be the king of all worlds! Arthur: If you want to use magic, then use magic. If you want to practice stick fighting, then practice stick fighting. You always like to mix them up. It's a miracle that you can still live today. Islinne: The world will die in the frost, and only the elves will be reborn... Arthur: The most annoying thing is you guys who pretend to be gods. Look at the sticks!

False druids: follow the way of nature, master the magic of nature and the form of the wilderness, and gain the ability to transform into wilderness creatures and control the elements. The real druids, however, look further: the flow of planes, the birth and death of the world, the upside-down galaxy, and even the endless echoes of the multiverse, are all the pulse of nature. Nature is not just mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, but existence itself, the breath of law, and the rhythm of time. I am nature, and nature is me. The flow of all things is in the mind. Okay, no more pretending. This is a druid who traveled to the continent of Faerun, mastered the transformation into the Star-Forging Dragon King, specialized in the Society of the Stars, controlled the power of nature and the secrets of the stars, could crush planets at will, and mastered the birth and death of the universe. Notes: Druid, stars, Star-Forging Dragon King, Plane War, Multiverse

Twelve years ago, waves of outsiders suddenly appeared on the Land Continent. These people called themselves Heroes, Strangers, and the Fourth Scourge... From then on, the ancient Land Continent burst into life, a scene of all things flourishing. Goblins, ogres, vampires, wraiths, dragons... even the almighty gods, all became their targets. "No way, this is how we, the Fourth Scourge, behave." Until one day, they were surprised to discover: a boss who didn't understand reason, didn't even want to die! ... Xia Lin, who had entered the Land Continent, was unexpectedly transformed into a small monster, about to be slain by the brave adventurers. What? Killing players not only grants you equipment and gold, but also allows you to continuously grow stronger? That's fine. As a lowly monster, facing the relentless Fourth Scourge...

I got tired of the cow and horse life in the city, and returned to my hometown to inherit my grandfather's farm and old house. But friend, how did I not wait for a friendly village chief to start a leisurely and healing ranch life. Why is there an extra dungeon in the basement of my house that spawns skeletons? Wait a minute! This skeleton seems to have exploded a skill!

Reborn as a fallen dungeon lord—the Lord of the Fallen, with countless succubi under his command.

But I'm sorry, that was a few years ago.

The current corrupt lord is all alone.

In order to recreate the glory days of having countless beautiful succubi under his command, Shen Yiyan had no choice but to redesign his dungeon instance.

In that case, let's start with the dungeon "Fallen Treasures".

[Western fantasy + multiple female leads + light comedy + Konosuba-like + team adventure + episodic drama]

"I've time-traveled quite a few times."

"As the saying goes, time travelers take turns sitting on the throne, and this year it's my turn. But too many time travelers isn't a good thing. So many time travelers have already come before me, and they've all done what I wanted to do. What do you want me to do?"

"Since things have come to this, I might as well go to the docks and get some fries... What, another big one? Life, can you please leave me alone this time? I just wanted to laze around!"

The lament of Mr. Baal, a mage, speculator, and legendary adventurer's party leader, who was in debt for hundreds of millions and was notorious far and wide, was thus expressed.

His squad members include, but are not limited to:

A melee mage who relies on underhanded tactics because he can't afford spellcasting materials.

A former hero who, lacking the money to buy a sword, practices boxing; who maxes out his cooking skills but still produces disastrous dishes.

The group buff is as fierce as a tiger, but the side effects are devastating – a self-destructing bard.

The only elven archer expelled from the Archers' Guild, every single one of his arrows misses the target.

Baal: "These teammates are poets!"